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Wulf doesn't like close-ups. ©UF took the photo during this year's class reunion on October 13. |
After Wulf retired, he practiced his knowledge of biology and the German language with his former classmates. The biking tours he organized are legendary. I documented them on my website. Thank you, Wulf.
Hamburg had many blissful moments.
On the way to High Mass in Hamburg's St. Mary's Cathedral: Be careful when stepping on a gay crosswalk that does not comply with traffic regulations. Look left and look right before crossing.
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View of the renovated Great Michel. The new copper cladding will take about 30 years to develop a patina. No chance. That would make me 106. |
*The main canal between the Alster and Elbe Rivers
Shortly before the end of the Thirty Years' War, Hamburg's citizens eventually
decided to build a parish church for the inhabitants of Neustadt. This church
was consecrated as St. Michel's Church in 1661. Before, the people of the new
town had to be content with an outside chapel of St. Nikolai.
The "Michel" burned down often, for the first time in 1750, so its
original appearance bears no resemblance to today's baroque church.
Note the tower of Great St. Michel in the background (©Flavus Rabanus/Wikimedia) |
The church was destroyed during the war and rebuilt in 1955 in a sober style. It is dedicated to St. Ansgar and St. Bernard of Clairvaux.
Charlemagne, the founder of Hamburg, faces and watches the church entrance.
As a sign of peace, he holds only the pommel of his sword in his right hand.
In his left hand, the Great Charles carries a model of the Hammaburg, the
initial refuge castle whose name has only been documented since 832.
Martin Luther, who else, watches over Great St. Michel.
Zitronejette, less known than water carrier Hummel, saw us leaving the church complex and insisted that we buy some of her citrons.
One highlight of the trip was attending the extraordinary performance of Mozart's Don Giovanni at the Hamburg State Opera.
Crossing the Elbe River with a ferry to the island of Finkenwerder resulted in a culinary delight.We enjoyed the famous Finkenwerder Scholle. I had mine traditionally with roasted bacon cubes.
We lived through wonderful hours and days in Hambourg, mon amour.
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